The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1887-09-24
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bridle,and regarding the lovely equestrienne
with eyes into which haye come sudden
sharp pain. care you determined to go
alone, and dare death, Miss Grey?"
His tone is scornful and authoritative.
She crests her head haughtily.
81 am going alone," she says, coldly.
''Psrdon me, Mr.. Leslie; but am quite
capable of attending to my own affairs"
He steps back with bow, standing bare
headed and magnificent in the morning
sunshine.
In his eyes mingled passion of pain,
loye, scorn, anger and dsapproyal.
81 have to beg your leniency for my pre-
SUMPTION" he answers, sternlY. 81 have
but warned you as would any stranger
who was rashly reckless of life. Believe
me, had no further interest"
81 am pleased to belieye it, she retorls
tartly.
"And," he continues more coldly still,
while Mrs. Lyman stands speechless with
dismay, 81 must confess to being, all un-
consciously, an eayesdropper to your con-
yersation in the parlor. The windows were
open, and my fate was the common fate
allotted in such cases"
He smiled bitterly. A deep PAIN flushed
Catherine's fair face.
II beg your pardon" she stamlnered; II
Il was driven to it,
Pray do not APOLOGIZE understand"
he answers. "And you were right; it was
all true. have been dlsagreeable bore,
and done much toward spelling your sum
mer pleasure. Believe me, L am heartily
sorry, and will make what reparation lies
in my power-a hasty departure. Absolve
me of designs in seeking your presence
here. 1t was purely accidental on my part
You need have no fear; would not have
you for my wife at any pricer
With that he turned sharply and strobe
off toward the opalescent sea glinting in
the distance.
Great heayensp' gasped Mrs. Lyman,
weakly.
And cutting Arab a sharp lash, Gather
inc shut her lips tightly TO suppress their
emotion.
He is at least truthful she muttered.
'IIe would not have me at any price l
wonder if am glad OF hurt. BAIL Non
snsel You'd become fool enough to mar
ry Richmond Leslie after all our battles of
mental sarcasms? TO love him-to latep'
She flushed hotly, and spurring Arab
anew, was soon ON the broad open road
leading along the seashore.
She was splendid horsewoman, and
obedient to her command the mettlesome
steed dashes off fast and afar.
| Her thoughts are all fiery chaos, strange
ly mixed with pathos.
The fresh, salt breath of the sea blowing
on her face is gratefully cool, and some-
what clears the cobwebs OF trouble from her
brain.
Yet over her hangs some strange pre-
sentiment of coming evil The heart III
her bosom is like lead, the sky seems to
grow overcast with its gloom.
"What is it?" she pants. SIS it the pre-
lude to my doom? Is something fearful 60
ing to happen me? Or is it that l am learn
ing to love Rich Leslie? That the know
ledge that he would not haye me at any
price is wounding my vanity? BAH They
but frightened me. | am weaker than
thought. Let us have climb among the
cliffs, Arab
She turns the beautiful animal into a
side road among the jagged, shelving cliffs
They are just above the sea, high and
free.
On one side of the narrow ledge road the
black jagged rocks rise higher yet; on the
other, far below, the rocks washed smooth
by the swishing tide.
But the cliff road was easy and sufficient
ly broad, winding in and out among the
rocks.
1t was hours before Catherine would al
low herself to think of returning homeward,
no matter how her heart might crave.
She would give Richmond Leslie time to
leaye as he said he was going to do.
Suddenly great indefinable fear clutched
her heartstrings.
"A yoice-hls Voice-seemed calling to her
in passionate pleading and despair.
So real and intense it sounded, that she
drew rein and listened with wildly beating
heart and bated breath.
"Oh, God what is it?" she whispered.
Gam l going mad. Hurry home, Arab.
We shall be late"
On they went, but the strange pain and
fear vert with the girl
''It is madness coming on" she said.
| 'Oh, hurry, Arab, hurry"
She noted all the landmarks marking the
way, and the swishing, incoming tide crept
up to the rocks below the road.
''We haYe almost reached the open road,
Arab" she laughed. "See, my beauty, Of
course we are safe. So much for presenti-
ment.'
But suddenly ON the evening silence broke
faint, wild cry for help, from the rocks
below, apparently, and even the steed prick
ed up his ears and galloped on.
1t came again-directly beneath, and the
voice sent all the blood from GATHERINGS
face to her heart.
Dismounting, she peered over the ledge
and shouted.
Then through the gathering shadows her
eyes met the dark form OF Richmond Les
lie, standing on ledge of rock about hf-
teen feet below, with the tide sweeping in
about his knees.
"Couragep' she cried. Where is the
tide mark OH the rocks?''
"Above my head two feet" he groaned
back. ''And the wall is solid as masonry
was walking, and-and forgot all about
the tide. Is there any one with you?"
'No one," she answered quickly. II
was riding by and heard you. How high is !
the tide now?'
about my waist. You would have no